"Are you sure you're okay, Jet?" Virginia wondered with concern.
"I'm..." He grunts. "Just..." Another grunt. "Fine." He moved his hand to another holding on the mountain side. Virginia hanging from him with her grip tight. She was not about to fall. "How," He takes a breath. This was killing him. "How much,"
"How much more?" He simply nods as he lets the sweat run down his neck. The weather was becoming warmer. Morning was coming. "I can see the top from here! Just...a little bit farther."
"How," He grunts as he continues to climb with clenched teeth. "How little?"
"Oh...about...100 or so feet I would think."
"Just," He groans. "Great."
"Are you tired?"
"No," He grunts as he pulled himself and Virginia up even farther. "More," He moved again. "Talking."
"Oh, you need your concentration." She simply replied. "I wish one of us could fly."
"No," Jet grunted. "You don't."
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Well," He moved upward again. "Then," He moved again. "We'd have feathers."
"Oh, right, and wings. That'd be weird." She laughs. He meanwhile gains a squinted glare and kept climbing. She laughs while he's dying practically? Maybe he was wrong, she might not be his good luck charm. Damn, he got another blush happening now. "You can do this Jet, I know it."
"Too late," He grunted. "To change minds anyway." He lifted himself and her onto a small cliff where he could rest a moment. "Water. Do you have any water?"
"I, uh, no canteen." She shrugged with a smile.
"Man." Jet moaned.
"I have the medium though, Maybe, I can use that in some way." She said as her mind went to work. "Uh, Pressure!"
With that Jet was inside a bubble of water and flipped upside down and deposited back on the cliff soaking wet and with a headache. "I...should just be thankful I didn't die." He groaned as he just lied there.
"I'm so sorry!" She moved to his side. "Are you okay?"
"I'll live." He slowly sat up. "Look, heal me and then we'll keep going."
"Right." She nodded her head for a double acknowledge. "Heal!" At that Jet was back in tip-top shape.
"At least I can feel good for about...two seconds." He stood up and stretched. His muscles were sore, and where they weren't they were either numb or would be sore in due time. "Okay, get back on my back. We're getting to the top on this one."
"Okay." She moved over to him and wrapped her arms around him—which she did feel a bit embarrassed about doing all together. They had been so close she almost thought she could hear Jet's mutters and thoughts.
Just as soon as she got on Jet was on his way up. He was not waiting around, and he had learned to ignore Virginia's presence on his back so he would not go red. Besides, he wasn't sure if he had a back anymore. He couldn't feel it. The only thing he knew he still had was hands, feet, and his head—and he only knows about the hands and feet because he uses them and not because he can feel them. It did not help that before dawn came it was freezing cold for him. "No, this is not happening." He groaned.
"What are you saying?" Virginia questioned.
"Can you get your ARM and shoot that thing?"
"What thing?" She questioned looking up and left and right—not down or they both would die when she freaked.
"That huge bird that's about to attack." A shadow came over them.
"Oh." She moved her one arm to get one of her pistols and tried her best without falling off Jet to turn and hit the bird. She could not get a clear shot and the bird flew past them so fast that Jet almost lost his grip. "I'm going to have to move to your front."
"What?" He gulped.
"I can't get a good shot in otherwise!" She slowly made her way around Jet so that she was facing him and visa versa. Still, Jet had to cling for both their lives on the rocks.
Then he got Virginia breasts in his face and his hands nearly slipped. As she fired out at the encircling bird he was having a battle over his attempt to not get his hands sweaty out of nervousness or they would slip and the two would plummet. "Did you get it yet?" Jet questioned with a high pitch tone.
She heard the awkwardness of his voice, but now was not the time to mention it. She fired out again and missed. "I'm going to have to use my other ARM. I'm going to wrap my legs around you." And she did just that wrapping her legs around his torso. That did not help him much either. She took out her second ARM and fired upward and outward at the large vulture looking bird who was trying to knock them off. Three hits dead-on and the bird plummets into the abyss. "Got 'em!"
"Uh...good."
She put her ARMs away and moved back onto his hindside. Jet remained still a few moments. "Uh, are we going yet?"
"Yeah...uh...Just a moment. I need to think about something."
"Oh? Like what?"
"Baseball would be a good start. I hear that works." Jet muttered and remained there a few moments. "Uh, okay, good, let's get going." And the two began again. Jet was sure that now his fingers were definitely numb. From that long period of just hanging there.
"Look, we're almost there!"
"Uh-huh." He grunted. Just in time. As soon as Virginia got off of him at the peak he fell. She grabbed his arm.
"Jet!"
He snapped awake. "Shit!" He climbed up in a hurry knocking over Virginia and falling on her. He lied there atop her a few moments as his mind went through reboot. Finally he sat up and got off her. "Man, that was a first. I mean, I messed up." Jet muttered with crossed arms as Virginia slowly sat up with a red face. "You okay?" He questioned.
"Why do you not think I am?"
"Your face is all red." He pointed out. "It could be oxygen deprivation...or maybe you're too cold. Did you get frostbite? No, wait, frostbite looks different, right?" She simply elbowed him in the gut and stood.
"Wow." She looked out on the land. It was a marvelous sight from up here. She could see the entrance they came in through. "Well, where's," She looked to her left and saw what they had been looking for. A large ruin opening that led into the mountain Jet just climbed.
Jet noticed it too. "Do you mean...We could have just blew a hole in the mountain and got in it?" Jet muttered.
"Looks like it." Virginia replied.
He let out a loud yell and simply fell on his back in defeat saying a random amount of curse words. Some curse words Virginia had never heard before such as, 'Communist Bastard', 'Fudjamonks', 'Cordially'—which she was sure was not a curse word, but a real word—'flaming tacos', 'Flipping Barf Beans', 'Gallows', and 'Crap in a Hat'. She just had to laugh at all that.
I gave you a lot of nice goodies in there so be happy. I stopped working on the ending to the RPG game that I'm making to write this. Next time I'll continue the story as well as...Teach you this weird card game I made up. I call it Jenny. The name will make sense in time.
Well, Time to sleep and then go to class, or, maybe go to class and then go to sleep. Whatever.
I'm never taking this Dayquil stuff again...No matter how sick I may be!